Horror
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The Curator of Schlock #418: The Manitou
The Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, and myself were traipsing through the upper floors of the Museum of Schlock. The next room we passed through was the Battle Beyond the Stars exhibit. A wide array of wax statues stood before us. There was Richard Thomas’s Shad, George Peppard’s Cowboy, Robert Vaughn’s Gelt, John Saxon’s… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #417: Alien 3 (The Assembly Cut)
I walked softly on the hardwood floor of The Fifth Cord exhibit, the Revenging Manta trailing close behind. It was then that I saw the most horrifying sight. One of the punks that had taken over The Museum of Schlock had vandalized the centerpiece of the room, a marble bust of the great Franco Nero. They’d spray… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #416: The Lost Boys
The Revenging Manta and I were stumbling around in the dark of the Spookies exhibit in the Museum of Schlock. Funny enough. This exhibit was left mostly intact. Someone had removed the yellow dress shirt that adorned the were-cat mannequin. I could have sworn I saw the robot sheriff Elle out of the corner of my eye,… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #415: Spookies
The Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, and I were sneaking inside the Museum of Schlock, trying to surprise the punks who’d seized my property. We entered through a secret passageway in the Starcrash exhibit. No punks to be seen, but I got the eerie feeling that we were being watched. Maybe it was the… Continue reading
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Comics Are Trying to Break Your Heart #219: A Neighborly Spirit
There’s a terror in changing, even more so when it involves the home. We think of our homes as the safest places we can be—it’s where, for the most part, we’re allowed to let ourselves simply be without the outside world creeping in. But then we have to move. The world has already seeped into… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #412: The Unseen
The Curator of Schlock #412 by Jeff Shuster The Unseen Why do they always go into the basement? The Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, said he had a surprise for me. A couple blocks from his apartment was a secret garage and inside that garage was a mint green Kawasaki Fury with… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #411: Skinamarink
The Curator of Schlock #411 by Jeff Shuster Skinamarink Skiddy-Mer-Rink-A-Doo The Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, fitted me with a kevlar vest because we were going back to the Museum of Schlock to clean house. Over the vest went the washed and pressed outfit of Gary, the drug dealer/pizza delivery guy. I… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #409: Splice
The Curator of Schlock #409 by Jeff Shuster Splice Scientists are stupid. After a hearty breakfast of Honey Nut Cheerios and skim milk, the Revenging Manta handed me a gas mask. He then brought forth one grinding bowl filled with fentanyl pills, the pills we had stolen the night before after the ninja vigilante slaughtered… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #403: Bloody New Year
The Curator of Schlock #403 by Jeff Shuster Bloody New Year Not so happy. After wading through ten miles of disgusting sewer water, the Revenging Manta and I opened a manhole to the surface. I was anxious to see the secret hideout of the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando. I was in dire need of… Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #402: Don’t Open Till Christmas
The Curator of Schlock #402 by Jeff Shuster Don’t Open Till [sic] Christmas Don’t Open Until Christmas There I was, wading through crapwaters of the Orlando sewer system. The sewer water went up to my knees and then to my waist and then to my chest. I was on my way to the secret hideout of… Continue reading
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